IT WAS UTTERLY QUIET. Alphonse was leaning his forehead on his intertwined hands. He was having a lot of thoughts about his missing daughter. It must have been his fault not telling her the whole truth. But he was just trying to protect her. It was his responsibility and he promised it to his wife. Napatakip siya ng mga mata gamit ang palad.
"Patawarin mo ako my loves. Our daughter...she's missing. You'll get mad at me, right? I wasn't able to do my responsibility."
"It won't make any changes even if you cry there, gran," Constance spoke in a low voice while pinning his back against the wall and with a crossed arms.
Alphonse on the other hand, instantly put away his hand from covering his face and rather he look at Constance with both knees on the couch, hands on the backrest and shoute
